I put my $400 325 on the road. Putting around at idle and <2K rpm is fine, the car's been under a tree for two years. Put the boot to it and it falls flat on its face. Diagnosis reveals a bad pump in the tank, idles but not enough oomph to pump gas at WOT. OK, trip to the junkyard an $20 later, new pump. Coolness. I swing by and pick up my friend Paul and we take a ride. Again it falls flat at high RPM. As we stand in the parking lot deciding whether to shoot or sell the thing,
"You see that?" Nice, a fuel line is pissing raw gas onto the hot exhaust. That's bad, right?
Two hours, two beers and too much gas in my armpit later, I find the previous owner put some plastic in-line fuel filter between the pump and real filter. This poor thing was all bloated plastic and the inner paper fiter looked like it tried to suck itself to death!
Life is good. This car, although a mere 325e, freakin moves along. OK, the exhaust isn't up to snuff and a bit liberated, but I see promise here.
Look at that, it's beer o'clock.
Gotta go.
Dan
"You see that?" Nice, a fuel line is pissing raw gas onto the hot exhaust. That's bad, right?
Two hours, two beers and too much gas in my armpit later, I find the previous owner put some plastic in-line fuel filter between the pump and real filter. This poor thing was all bloated plastic and the inner paper fiter looked like it tried to suck itself to death!
Life is good. This car, although a mere 325e, freakin moves along. OK, the exhaust isn't up to snuff and a bit liberated, but I see promise here.
Look at that, it's beer o'clock.
Gotta go.
Dan
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